"Death Proclamation? What's that? "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal thought the name was a little familiar.
"This can be considered a relatively famous modern magic treasure. It's shaped like a keyboard …" Fatty Luo seemed to have heard of it before. "It seems that you can raise your rage points by constantly smashing things."
"…"
Wang Ling already didn't have the energy to ridicule this magic treasure and the plot between the female lunatic and her husband.
But no matter how the game plot unfolded, before the game god revealed himself, Wang Ling wouldn't be able to directly track down the other party's true body after he turned into a pile of data. At that moment, Wang Ling suddenly thought of Little Black's benefits. It would be great if Little Black was here, then they could work together to catch the god god.
But now, the only way was to wait for the god god of this game to lose his cool and reveal a flaw first.
After Lie Mengmeng picked up the night-vision camera, the entire mental hospital went completely dark. Whether it was the rooms or the corridors, everything became pitch-black. Even as a veteran otaku player, Lie Mengmeng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. "Tsk … that's a little scary!"
"Brother Luo, have you sensed anyone else's aura?" asked Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
"Not yet." Fatty Luo frowned. "I suspect that the other people entered a different game space than we did. We still don't know the goal of the mastermind behind the scenes, but for him to be able to set up such a big trap, he definitely isn't simple … "
"What should we do next?"
"That's the end of the trial. According to the plot, we should explore the place with this night vision camera. We'll find some clues and continue the plot. The female lunatic's husband and the ward number were specifically written in the appraisal report just now. I think we can go there and explore a little. "
Lie Mengmeng sorted out his thoughts and said, "… I saw the trailer before, and it seems that zombies will appear after we get the night vision camera. The game will design some iron cabinets and oil drums in the plot, so when we encounter zombies, it's best to hide in them. "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "We still have to hide? Wouldn't it be better to just kill them? "
Lie Mengmeng: "… You can try."
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Just as Lie Mengmeng had said, Outlast would indeed arrange for some zombies to hinder the development of the plot.
The weakest were the normal soldiers like the crazy woman from before. Above them were the zombies whose appearance had completely mutated. They were also known as fatties. The last level was the gecko people. These zombies could use the walls to crawl at high speeds on their four limbs. In the trial version, some players also called it "Voldemort" …
Holding the night vision camera, Lie Mengmeng walked along the corridor. When he saw the metal cabinet in the corridor, he stopped.
"Be careful, there's something ahead …"
Although Lie Mengmeng was just an ordinary person, he was still quite observant. When he saw the metal cabinets set up in the game appear next to him, he immediately knew that the road ahead wasn't going to be peaceful.
Actually, from a long distance away, Wang Ling had already sensed that there were more than ten "minions" hiding in the rooms to the right of the iron cabinet. As soon as Wang Ling and Wang Ling walked over, they would immediately rush out.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said softly, "Brother Song, don't be afraid, I'll go take a look."
Just as he walked past the iron cabinet on the side, a large group of figures immediately burst out of the rooms in front of them and staggered toward them.
"Holy shit! So many of them! Are they going to hide in the cabinet? They're definitely going to hide in the cabinet, right? "Lie Mengmeng was startled by this scene.
Sure enough, the shock of seeing a group of zombies charge toward him on the screen was completely different from when he was facing an army of zombies head-on!
"Brother Song, don't panic, I'll directly f * ck them up!"
"Boom!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal threw a Skybomb Grenade at the zombies in front of them. Instantly, golden light shone in all directions and lightning flashed. A large number of zombies in front of them were blown to bits, but not all of them were dead. Some whose heads hadn't been blown off were still using their arms to crawl in their direction.
Even if they were just a bunch of random soldiers, their regenerative abilities were amazing. As long as their brains were still intact, their bodies could continuously regenerate. Those zombies that had their lower bodies destroyed could only crawl for less than half a meter, and their new bodies had already reformed in the process of moving forward.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't say much. He directly strode forward and chopped off the heads of these minions with one slash of his sword.
"Sure enough, you still have to chop off their heads to fight these things?" Fatty Luo smiled slightly and also joined the fight. He was even more violent than Grenade-Throwing as he stretched out his hand and directly crushed the heads of these minions.
The average realm of a smith actually wasn't high, and it could be said that there were very few people like Fatty Luo who could balance their realm and cultivation. Thus, it was very rare for a smith to be able to protect themselves in this kind of situation.
From a distance, Wang Ling and Lie Mengmeng saw that the heads of these minions were so fragile in Fatty Luo's hands that they turned into pissing beef balls with one squeeze …
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Because of the Skybomb Grenade that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had thrown earlier, the nearby zombie minions had heard the commotion and come over, and more and more zombies had gathered.
"These zombies have probably been strengthened again. Their recovery abilities are too strong! " After a while of slaughter, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo started to pant as they realized a very serious problem! In this game space, which had been combined with an illusion spell, there was a serious lack of spirit energy!
They had been consuming it all this time, and if they didn't replenish it, they would run out sooner or later.
Because of the lack of spirit energy, Fatty Luo was clearly feeling a little weak … Suddenly, there was a loud rumble in front of them, and a figure was swiftly approaching them.
"A big guy is coming!" Fatty Luo's eyes widened in disbelief.
This was a Voldemort, and it was astonishingly fast! Fatty Luo couldn't keep up with it!
Although he didn't know how strong this Voldemort was, in terms of speed alone, it had already surpassed the Soul Formation stage.
After all, this was an illusion set up by an Itinerant Immortal Almighty, and the situation was more troublesome than Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had expected.
"Let's hide in the cupboard, how about …" Lie Mengmeng suggested again.
But before Lie Mengmeng could finish speaking, Wang Ling had already stepped forward.
This Voldemort had come in a menacing manner. Its limbs were well-developed, and the tendons in its arms and legs were as solid as a horned dragon's. Its eyes were already distorted, and the corners of its eyes were completely torn apart to reveal the whites of its eyes. Its dark red pupils stared straight at Wang Ling, meeting his gaze.
A few seconds later …
This Voldemort instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
Then it straightaway turned its head, opened the iron cupboard at the back, and directly shrank inside …
"???" Seeing this scene, Lie Mengmeng's mind instantly flashed with a "black question mark" emoji.
According to the game mechanism, shouldn't they be hiding in the cupboard?
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